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> finally logs on after 99 years > people still reblogging my old ass papa greece art crying.
Vieni e abbracciamiâŠ..
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                              indie ancient greece rp                   based on history as well as personal interpretation                               mun is 18+ -- nsfw blog                               semi-selective, oc friendly                              established apr. 24, 2014                                  Â
âFor one so clever, you found yourself in an inescapable labyrinth.âÂ
There was little chance of even the most silver tongued worming their way out of what situation Thanos placed himself in. It might even be considered fortunate that the extent of the expressed ill receiving of his words manifested in making his office smell like a citrus grove. Tearing the fruit itself into sections, only one was tossed at his forehead while the rest were handed over civilly.
âThe bitter yet rich brown of coffee, fruit and toasted bread were all ready to be gifted so kindly but alas, I feel you should not be having the pastry!â A dramatic sigh and Cassia had made the arms of the chair her seat.
    Admittedly, his carelessness of words and the wrath of a feisty soul only placed him in the most awkward situation. Thanos watched as she shifted onto the arm of the chair, hearing the wooden frame creak as he, too, sunk lower into the cushions just for the sake of attempting to hide his flustered face. Even to this day, making a mistake or showing signs of immaturity were never feats that he was proud of, especially when they were so plainly caught by Cassia.Â
    âAh, sounds lovely. Perhaps you could pour me a cup of coffee.â His eyes scanned a picture frame over yonder, not wanting to bother to acknowledge her just yet. But, he just had to ask: âWhy no pastry?â
Idk whether Thanos was relieved or disappointed when she stopped following him around like a small dog and acting like the sun rose and set on his command omfg
probably a mixture of both i guess. iâm sure she annoyed him quite a bit (and she still does tbh) but he liked the idea that someone loved that much, made him feel important, and it kinda made his ego hurt when she stopped.
âTell of a universe where that would have went over well. Pray tell, you and your infinite wisdom should find it in yourselves to enlighten me.â
The fruit in her palm would undoubtedly be bruised were it not not the thick rind. Said rind of which Cassia was currently peeling off and flicking the ripped pieces at Thanos. It was a small wonder that he said âapologizeâ but yet she was still irked at her peace offering being near ruined.Â
   A flicker of irritation in his eyes could be seen, though he desperately tried to mask the fact he was in a rather undesirable situation through a tight, dearly fake smile. Delicately, his fingers interlaced, and he flinched while soaking the punishment he probably deserved, which was displayed in pieces of fruit.
   âI -- â he hesitated, but anything witty seemed to be out of his reach. âWomen are more than likely weight-conscious in all universes.â Though, despite the risky comment, Thanos looked to the tray, then back to Cassia with a lighter approach to the situation this time. âWhat did you bring for me?â
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The swing of her hips nudged the door open as a tray of what intended to be peace offerings took up her arms. Said tray was about to be set on his desk when Cassia was sorely tempted to dump the warm bitter beverage and oranges alike out an open window. No, no, she would behave. She would set it down on the desk as planned.
She would however pick up one of the oranges and aim to chuck it at his head. âI have but gained the muscles you have lost Thanos.â
    Thanos placed the newspaper down on the table, almost knocking off the refreshments in the process. Though, of course, he couldnât be bothered to apologize for almost spoiling the pairâs nightly attempt to make peace, which always seemed to go down in flames no matter the situation or the words belted from their mouths. Nonetheless, with an arch of his brow the Greek squinted at the orange in her palm; she probably would, and he wouldnât want a bruise on his forehead.
     âThough Iâve lost some of my former body, I still have muscles, but I apologize. Was just an observation, after all -- you women are funny about weight.â He shrugged.
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With a winded exhale, Thanos stood up from the chair, if only to greet the Roman with a furrowed brow and a slight twitch of the right corner of his mouth. His hand extended outwards, clasping around the old conqueror's larger palm in a tight grip. He shook it, if not with irritation.
âGood afternoon.â Thanos stated, rather simple considering the situation. Though then again, it was only a visit among âfriendsâ.
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    Thanos eyed the man, his son rather, and though his heart ached with that of pity and perhaps disappointment, he couldnât help but foster a smile towards the youngster.Â
     âIt has been a few months, how are you?â he inquired, knowing very well what was going on with his country, but though a simple notion, though he meant it in all seriousness.
reblog this with ur favorite icon of ur character
That Greek is a bottom đ¶
As much as my little tennis would deny, itâs true. He is most definitely a bottom. rip
Do I come off as a top or a bottom?
abt me and ships guys⊠when i get into ships, iâve noticed i REALLY get into them. like. rlly get into them. if u let me and show the same amount of enthusiasm, even once, i will send u headcanons and things that remind me of them forever ⊠and ever ⊠u will never get rid of me rip u if u have a ship w/ me im sorryÂ
holy shit i need a napÂ
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Thanos sighed, curling his fingers âround the newspaper which evidently held the dayâs most riveting news, in all seriousness more or less, though he was perhaps only reading it to pass time. Though, as he didnât immediately notice the clank of the door to the office or the rush of sweet smelling perfume, since he was more or less captivated by a single photo of a young woman in the corner of the page, the appearance of Cassia took him off guard. The man was startled, looking up as his reading glasses slid lazily down the bridge of his nose.
Frowning, his eyes took the initiative to look over the woman, not necessarily perversely, but in a way that could make someone uncomfortable. âHave you gained weight, Cassia?â
hi im ready to rp on tennis...................... like 4 a starter maybe